What's Love?

On river flowing,
next bend,
next turn,
flowers spilling off,
a tree in full spring flight.

Loud music,
loud emotions,
feel like you can't turn a trick,
butter on toast,
egg yolk on the floor,
just ask anyone,
they'll show you the door.

Another chord you let,
go by,
reverberates,
in your brain.
Love's not designed,
to inflict pain.

Fox on the trail,
pheasants in the field,
all truth, blessing...
all Love,
Cosmos has revealed?

Walking on the thin ice,
tentative,
and so you should be,
Love is not,
a shopping spree.

Stepping boldly,
up to the plate,
rush it up,
only so many minutes,
no time to wait,
quickly,
do it,
mate.

Or, sit stately, alone,
with deep
integrity,
and dark
honesty?
Too scarey?
An unavoidable,
interconnected truth,
fully invested,
in the uncomfortable,
full volume,
immersion in reality?

Love thy neighbour,
Love thy friend,
Love thy enemy.

Love thy self.

Welcome to the complicated...
the simple elegance,
of the obvious,
enjoy,
the beauty of,
the 'real' world,
which you and yours,
are concurrently sharing,
with thousands of generations of,
people who are,
just as beautiful...
As you.